Chapter 218 Taking Responsibility
Seeing Fiorello's reaction, Holden curiously asked, "Fiorello, could it be that you really had a sexual relationship with her? If Maggie finds out, the consequences will be severe."
Fiorello glanced coldly at Holden and walked towards the reception room.
Instead of going in immediately, Fiorello stood outside the reception room and observed the woman inside through the glass mirror for a while.
As Holden described, the woman was very delicate, with golden hair and an oval face. She was wearing an orange dress and sitting obediently, giving off the vibe of a girl next door.
Holden remarked, "Fiorello, she said her name is Kathy Nelson, twenty-seven years old, a supermarket sales assistant."
Fiorello frowned, having no impression of Kathy, but the woman in Fiorello's dreams also had bright golden hair.
There was some resemblance in this aspect.
"You wait outside," Fiorello said to Holden before entering directly.
Holden was eager to gossip but didn't get the chance.
Kathy had never been to such a large company before, and she felt grand and a bit vain inside, sitting there, like the mistress of the place.
Unable to resist, Kathy took out her phone, secretly took a picture of the grand reception room, then carefully walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, took a selfie, and posted it on Instagram to show off.
Everyone has vanity, and Kathy was no exception.
This was a rare opportunity, the reception room of a listed company.
These were all genuine leather chairs; those who could sit here for meetings were all upper-class individuals.
As soon as Kathy finished posting on Instagram, the door to the reception room was pushed open.
Fiorello walked in with a cold and imposing demeanor, stunning Kathy.
Wide-eyed, Kathy saw a man so handsome, even more so than male actors, with a powerful, captivating presence.
Kathy became even more nervous, feeling very moved; it was rare for a woman not to be moved by such a handsome man.
"Miss Nelson," Fiorello said coldly with a hint of detachment, "please have a seat."
Kathy regained her composure, blushing as she sat down. "Mr. Flores, I'm Kathy Nelson."
Fiorello sat down on the swivel chair, his gaze sharp as he scrutinized Kathy as if he could see into her thoughts with his deep eyes.
Fiorello tapped the table with his index finger, his voice cold. "Miss Nelson, tell me the purpose of your visit."
Before coming, Kathy had practiced for a long time on how to talk to Fiorello, with her lines all prepared. But now, facing Fiorello, Kathy was so nervous that she couldn't speak.
Kathy was just a supermarket sales assistant; she had never encountered such a big shot before.
It was precisely because of this that Kathy's vanity was greatly satisfied. She had met the CEO of Visionary Futures Group, enough to boast about for a lifetime.
Fiorello frowned and spoke again, "Miss Nelson?"
"I came to see you about something," Kathy gathered her courage and said, "Five years ago, Mr. Flores got drunk at Happy Pub, and something happened between us that night."
Fiorello asked bluntly, "What happened? Tell me in detail."
Kathy was taken aback; she hadn't expected Fiorello to be so direct. Smart people knew what had happened.
Stammering, Kathy said, "That night, we... we had a sexual relationship."
Fiorello remained expressionless, his slender fingers stroking his chin, asking, "Go on."
Kathy was very embarrassed, but facing Fiorello's probing questions, she continued.
"That night, Mr. Flores was very drunk, very strong, and I was scared. After the sexual encounter, I ran away. At that time, I didn't even know who Mr. Flores was. I was young and very scared. Over the years, until recently, I heard from friends at the club that it was Mr. Flores who got drunk that night. So, I... I..."
Fiorello casually said, "Are you here to demand compensation from me?"
"No, no," Kathy waved her hand. "I never thought about compensation. I want to be Mr. Flores's wife. Since you had a sexual relationship with me, you should take responsibility. That was my first time with a man. Besides Mr. Flores, I haven't been with any other man in all these years. In fact, that night, I fell in love with Mr. Flores."
At this, Fiorello chuckled, "Miss Nelson, your thoughts are quite bold."
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